Chapter 27 Dances and Threats (Part One)

• Sinclair
• Descending the grand staircase leading to the ballroom, she clasped his arm tighter. Afraid she'd stumble or worst, fall. His whole family was waiting for them with a smile. Let alone the society, eyeing her like starving piranhas. Ready to annihilate her with the slightest mishap.
• "You are doing great, sweet." He muttered, scanning the crowd looking for possible threats while patting her hand in comfort. His grip was strong, a reassurance he got her. She sighed in relief when they alighted the last flight of stairs.